Author: Debra Anastasia
Release Date: February 22, 2016
Genre: Dark Romance, Romantic Suspense
More Info: Goodreads
Purchase: Amazon US
Purchase: Amazon UK
Purchase: Amazon CA
Purchase: Amazon AU
Her gaze had never left his eyes, like she could see right into his mind. The screen cracked again, a fissure from the top to the bottom. She was actually going to break through the impenetrable glass.
Finally the chair dropped from her grasp. She walked to the mural and put one hand on it. He mimicked her motion despite his bodyguard's protests.
Hand-to-hand they stood and he could feel her hot hate. This close to her face he could see into her cloudy, gray eyes. They held so much pain.
He almost felt sympathy.
Her perfect lips, rose-colored from her exertion, began moving. He hoped the camera was still functioning so he could replay her words again and again later. Her voice was reverent, a promise wrapped in a prayer.
"Know this, I will kill you. Take these words and carve them on your horrible soul." She looked from his lips to his eyes and smiled before adding, "I will be the one that kills you."
There was very little chatter after the alarming phone call. Savvy looked at the clock. It was only five, but the extra help Tallow had enlisted acted like she was about to disintegrate. When they were finally done, they hung Savvy’s costume from a door, fully expecting her to drop trou in front of all the strangers.
She looked at the silver outfit meant to demean her and classify her as his, just like all his other favorites.
“Yeah, I’m not actually going to be wearing that.” She looked from one shocked person to the other.
Tallow recovered first. “But this is what he told you to wear!”
Savvy laughed hollowly. “Yeah, he can suck his own d*ck for all I care.”
The atmosphere changed. The others now realized Savvy didn’t think it was a huge honor to be a f*ckhole.
“That’s not acceptable. I’ll put you in it myself if I have to, but you’re leaving here in that outfit.” Tallow bravely gathered up the skirt and came into Savvy’s personal space. He obviously thought she was just a regular girl.
In an instant she’d lifted Tallow into the air by his neck. “I’m not wearing it.” She stared him down until he began to turn blue. Then she set him back on his feet.
Tallow was a quick learner and smoothed his fancy shirt. “Okay then, let me see what else we have.”